NELDRISDYD :
“What are you doing?”
I peeked from over the book I was reading to Fredden, who suddenly disturbed my time and decided to come and greet me in the library. I saw how he dressed up all handsome and good but… Why the hell did he bring her with him, also all dressed and all? She waved her hand greeting me with a mischievous smile.
“You are studying curses. That’s strange! Did you decide to broaden your horizons and seek knowledge in things you won’t need? Believe me; you won’t remember most of it. Talks the one who tried it before,” she grinned sitting beside me.
Dahlia turned to Fredden, talking happily like she didn’t see a monstrosity three days ago. Personally, it stayed on my mind since that day, even having nightmares about it. I didn’t seek the knowledge of curses alone; I wanted to learn about the things I couldn’t see. So I could react better in case of an emergency. I was preoccupied with the white energy it r
DAHLIA: The High Priestess; a person believed who had lived thousands of years ago. She participated in the war and used the power of the wish granter to have a land for humans. Dotoria worshipped her like a deity despite her humanity. For them, she was an angel sent by heaven. For other races, she was a cheater who stole the wish granter from the competition and made her own rules. She was a brave human for ones, a villain for others. Personally, I wasn’t attracted that much to her story. However, I was interested in her ability to see the shadows. There was a story that children listened to while being in bed waiting for slumber to kick off. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful maiden who travelled in the company of a human she found delightful and enjoyable. After spending her time seeing the atrocities of the world and its cruelty to humanity, she decided to participate in the challenger arena; a pitiful place chosen for factions to figh
NELDRISDYD: If it wasn’t a curse, then what was it? “You are certainly troubled, Neld. Share with me your burden, we might find a better solution together.” His arm acted like a pillar holding his body on my desk, his face full of sarcasm and an annoying gaze I didn’t want to see, not today, I was far more preoccupied with my situation that I was rendered restless. I didn’t think a man of his calibre would understand what I was going through. However, maybe things might be better if shared with another. Nonetheless, my instinct warned me to not trust Fredden. He was younger than me and less wise. How would he know about sicknesses and curses? “Is there a curse or a sickness that causes trembling in the muscles and a racing heart? In addition, loss of appetite and a mind always in the air, intensive thinking, unwanted attraction, the need to possess something or someone, awareness over your simplest actions and doing the best to
DAHLIA: He didn’t ask me for anything and I was stuck in the persona I made for myself. Acting all kind and cosy with everyone I met in the Palace and listening to Omniel’s stories about Veronica, he was infatuated with her. There wasn’t a single time, he didn’t talk about her. She was in everything. I liked to believe he wanted to give me beautiful memories to stay. I didn’t know what he planned but it was bad. He gave me Veronica’s room and said until the king saw me, I would occupy it. I wasn’t a morron or an idiot; I perfectly understood he wanted to make me replace her. Why? I didn’t know the reason. However, I was under constant stress, a servant always keeping an eye on my movement, wherever I went, whenever I wanted to relax. It was a nightmare. The wardrobes were filled with beautiful dresses made with care and finery. I spent the entire morning going through everything, acting like a girl mesmerized by the gold and jewels displayed in
DAHLIA:I saw him.I saw the man called the king like Omniel ordered me to. All of us, his children, over the table sharing a meal with him in a complete fake harmony. He showed me tears and hugged me hard enough to twist my bones. It was a new reality I had to accept. I was assigned two maids, not a single one leaving my side. Constant watching and disgusting fake affection… I never felt so certain someone could be so disturbing. Omniel was a disturbing brother. A man who I was forced to be on guard in his presence and he was always there, trying to get information from me. I didn’t know what kind but I felt nervous.The king looked like an older version of Fredden and I didn’t expect that. Me, who knew he hated him and tried to avoid him by staying with the Duke…A maid helped me to dress. I felt bored in my room and avoiding everyone wasn’t a wise move. Since I was in the Palace, a place fill
DAHLIA:“Dear sister,I hope this letter finds you in good health. Keeping yourself hollowed in your room isn’t good and I admit I am mad at your actions. Since I found you in the temple, I got the impression you didn’t like me much and me, who were hoping to be the bestest of friends. We need to spend time with each other, to get to know each other. Veronica and I used to keep each other company all the time…” I skimmed over more paragraphs of the brother whining over his missing sister. I wasn’t Veronica and I didn’t intend to replace her in any way. Since conditions brought it, I should search for the reason why Dotoria was a land full of dark energy and disappear without leaving a single trace. I should tell Omniel I wasn’t Veronica and he should suppress himself from saying her name each time he saw me. We looked like each other and it was the only thing making us in common. I didn’t eve
NELDRISDYD:I had a strange invitation this evening warning me to come quickly in front of the bar I usually visited with Fredden, telling me to expect two horses with two familiar faces. Waiting for too long, I decided to climb the wall and look for them with my eyes searching for two horses. Instead, I saw two monkeys jumping the trees screaming like followed by a ghost but the one behind had her main focus on catching the other one.I was forced to watch the two having fun while I stayed behind waiting for them. Fredden was right; Dahlia had fun staying in the castle. I thought she was already part of my team but I guess I should change the rules and expectations. I swear I tried to force my eyes from goggling her chest but the two sponges bounced everywhere. She tried to stabilize them with her whole arm but it wasn’t enough. I bet it hurt feeling them everywhere like this. I bet she had backache since she didn’t have muscles in h
DAHLIA:He had three months left and I didn’t find a way to cure him.Mimi refused to tell me anything and my despair grew stronger. I didn’t want him to die. I didn’t want to ask. It hurt me to struggle on my own when I didn’t even know if he liked me. There were things I truly wanted to ask him but I was scared of the answer, I unconsciously moved to the safest decision, it already hurt me to know he had only three months; I wanted to ask if he missed me like I did, I wanted to know if I meant something for him like he did for me, what was expecting me to do and what should I do? There wasn’t enough time to investigate everything… If I knew he had only three months, I would have focused on finding the way to cure him even if I had to put myself in danger. Previously, I moved because I put in front of me I had enough time to do everything, and now, I couldn’t even shake the feeling I
NELDRISDYD:I told her to shut them down, whatever feeling that made her fight to this extent. It wouldn’t be good for both of us if she let her emotions get the best of her. I understood why she started hating Veronica though she never met her. However, I was confused slightly. Fredden said when I asked him about Dahlia that she was doing fine, enjoying the new life of luxury she brought to herself. I believed it and didn’t contact her. In fact, I had some spies inside the Palace; I could easily contact her and they also told me the same. She was enjoying the life in the Palace with her brother Omniel who stayed with her almost all the time.It was also a reason I wanted to believe to get away from her. I still didn’t understand the curse she put on me. Either way, being comparing to another one sucked. I was subject to the same humiliation when I was young, constantly reminded of the dragon blood in me like a filth. The first